He placed a rather battered affair in the middle of the floor, saying:
"It's a little squee-geed, but you don't care about looks. They ask you all kinds of prices for them when they're new; but you can have this for two-twenty-five. There's a bite out of the shade, but you can turn that side to the wall. They're rather hard to get second hand."
"All right," said Stover.
"Better light it up first," said the Tennessee Shad professionally.
"That's business-like," said Macnooder, who lit a match and, after an unsuccessful attempt, said: "There's no oil in it. Still, if Stover wants——"
"Never mind that," said Stover loudly, to show his confidence.
"Now for the toilet set."
"Say, how about the can?"
"Oh, the can. Let me look," said Macnooder, disappearing among the packing boxes in the closet.
"You want that," said the Tennessee Shad confidentially.